Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while. Mo Yanfei urged: "Hurry up and catch the shopkeeper Mu of Mu Ji Grain Store." ”

Zhou Feng didn't think much about it, and immediately called the patrol police inside to lead the way, and ran to the Mu Ji grain store on the front street with a few policemen.

Mrs. Zhou asked curiously, "Girl, who are you arresting?" ”

"The shopkeeper who sent the white face." After Mo Yanfei finished speaking, he walked into the courtyard and walked directly into the east wing.

Sun Hongwen had already heard the discussion of people outside the house, and when he saw Mo Yanfei entering the door, he asked, "I figured it out so quickly." ”

"Well, Mrs. Zhou said that she saw the shopkeeper Mu at the gate of the Han family's courtyard, but there were traces of flour on the square corners of the hall. The mark was very strange, it should have been wiped after the noodle bag was released, but it was not wiped completely, the middle part of the square corner was very clean, but there was a thin strip of flour missing on the side. I think whoever wipes the table will wipe it all with a rag and won't leave a piece behind, unless the person is in a hurry. ”

Sergeant Sun nodded: "You're right. He glanced at Han Chengcheng, and then said: "Mr. Han also said that his third aunt is very familiar with the shopkeeper Mu of Mu Ji Grain Store, and the shopkeeper Mu was originally the cook of Sun Fu's family. ”

Mo Yanfei turned the ring on his index finger and asked Han Chengcheng, "When Sun Fu died, Shopkeeper Mu happened to be a cook in the Sun family, right?" ”

Han Chengcheng glanced at Mo Yanfei timidly and nodded.

Mo Yanfei suddenly sneered, and then said, "Your third aunt opposes you marrying Sun Lian, what is her reason?" ”

Han Chengcheng's face turned red, lowered his head, and did not answer.

Mo Yanfei looked at Han Chengcheng, with a sad look on her face, and she said slowly: "When you catch the shopkeeper Mu, you will know the real reason, and then you and Lian'er will think about your affairs carefully." ”

Han Chengcheng raised his head and looked at Mo Yanfei with a puzzled expression.

At this time, there were noisy footsteps and human voices outside the courtyard, Zhou Feng walked into the courtyard first, followed by two patrol policemen escorting a man in his thirties, who was not handsome but had a kind face, and looked very pleasing to women.

Mo Yanfei shouted outside the door, "Bring it in." ”

Zhou Feng entered the door and said: "We arrived at the right time, this kid has walked out of the store more than ten meters, fortunately, the patrol officer has sharp eyes and recognizes him at a glance, so we caught him after him." ”

Shopkeeper Mu shouted, "Why are you arresting me? ”

The patrol officer raised his hand and slapped the shopkeeper Mu in the face: "What are you shouting?" What did you do, didn't you count it in your heart? ”

Shopkeeper Mu retorted: "I didn't do anything. ”

The patrol officer scolded: "You TMD didn't do anything, what are you running?" ”

"I didn't want to run, I wanted to get food. A few uncles, my little grain store really doesn't have much oil and water, I'm an honest man, you can't wronged me. Shopkeeper Mu pleaded.

Mo Yanfei looked at the shopkeeper Mu and said calmly: "I won't wronged people, tell me how you came to this courtyard in the morning." ”

Shopkeeper Mu glanced at Mo Yanfei and felt that this girl had a good face, so he immediately said: "Mrs. Han came to my store yesterday and asked me to send ten catties of white noodles to Han's house this morning." I came over with white noodles in the morning, patted the courtyard door twice, and heard no movement inside, I thought maybe Mrs. Han went to buy vegetables, and wanted to go back to come again at noon, and I was afraid of delaying the Han family's cooking noodles, and it happened that the old lady next door went out, she said that Mrs. Han must be at home, so she pushed open the door and led me into the courtyard. ”

Mo Yanfei asked, "When you knocked on the door, was the door closed?" ”

"The courtyard gate is hidden, but this is a widow's house, I'm a big man, how can I go in casually." Shopkeeper Mu said.

Mo Yanfei nodded, and then asked, "You mean you didn't enter the Han family's hall?" ”

"I didn't enter, as soon as I got to the door, the old lady of the neighbor came out, you can ask her."

Mo Yanfei smiled coldly: "I asked." ”

Shopkeeper Mu immediately said, "She saw that I had just arrived at the door." ”

Mo Yanfei shook his head slowly: "No, she said that you are already standing at the door, as for whether you came in from the alley or came out of the courtyard, Mrs. Zhou is not sure." ”

Shopkeeper Mu asked, "What do you mean?" You say I came out of the yard? How is this possible. ”

Mo Yanfei stared at Shopkeeper Mu: "You didn't just come out of this courtyard, it should be said that you just came out of the hall." ”

Shopkeeper Mu's face turned pale: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't enter this courtyard, let alone enter any hall." ”

"Not only did you enter the hall, but you also put the ten catties of white noodles you brought on the square corner. Now on the square corner, there is still the flour from your noodle bag. Mo Yanfei said slowly.

Shopkeeper Mu retorted: "This is impossible, there can't be flour on the table." ”

Mo Yanfei smiled happily: "You haven't entered the hall, how do you know that there can't be flour on the table in the hall?" ”

Shopkeeper Mu looked at Mo Yanfei in a daze, and he found that Mo Yanfei's smile was even more terrifying than the devil in hell.

Mo Yanfei took a step forward, grabbed Shopkeeper Mu's left wrist, looked at Shopkeeper Mu's left sleeve, and then said coldly: "Because you know, you have wiped the table with your sleeve." But it's a pity that you didn't wipe it clean. ”

Shopkeeper Mu defended: "I am a noodle seller, and it is normal to have flour on my sleeves. ”

Mo Yanfei smiled evilly: "Why did Widow Han ask you to send noodles?" Because their family can't open the pot anymore, a family that can't open the pot, the flour on the corner table is the same as the flour in your grain store, how can you release it? ”

"The white noodles are all the same, why do you say it's the white noodles in my store?" Shopkeeper Mu has come to his senses, he is now a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and he will not admit it if he dies.

Mo Yanfei turned the ring on his index finger and smiled even more evilly: "White flour is different under a high-powered microscope. Different flour grinders, the flour grinded out, on the surface, can be put under the microscope, their thickness, there is a big difference. And although the flour is all white, the white color of the wheat is different depending on the time of grinding. I just need to take the flour you sent in the morning and the flour on the corner table of the Han family, put it under a high-powered microscope, and make a comparison, and the truth will be revealed. ”

Shopkeeper Mu was stunned, he was a chef, so he naturally knew that they were all white noodles, and the taste was different depending on the origin. There is also the "high-powered microscope", although he doesn't know what it is, but Mo Yanfei can say it so calmly, he must be sure.

Zhou Feng asked with sharp eyes, "Do you have anything else to say?" ”

Shopkeeper Mu muttered, "I didn't kill her, it was she who fell on the corners of that table." ”

Fu Wenpeng said: "If you don't slap her, can she hit the corners of that table?" ”

Mo Yanfei suddenly asked, "If Widow Han's death was an accident, what about Sun Fu's death?" ”